"You're fucking something, alright." Gretch responded, not arguing on his assertion that he was handsome. "I'm not sure if charming is the right word, though." Wondering what she'd interrupted, she followed Trev's lead, ducking into the alley beside him and arching an eyebrow up at him.
"Really, Trev?" She quipped, dryly, pressing her shoulder against his arm. "I get that it's been ages but you couldn't have found some place a bit more romantic?"